I miss how it used to be, when I made my first visit in germany, how shy i was, how welcoming you were, how easy life was. All I ever had to do is make sure i had enough money to come and enough to give due to my stay because of my enormous stomach... not my fault though, you were an amazing cook and I couldn't help but enjoy whatever you made, three and a half years ago feels like a century, the talks we had while dakota had to be in school were so interesting, i had learned so much more than i could expect, almost like you tried to prepare me for what happened...
You were, are and always will be just like a second mother to me.
I'll never forget you, not even a bit.
